The ice chamber fell silent after the blast from my Spirit Gun. A large, donut-shaped hole gaped in the belly of the White Snow Monkey King. I almost laughed at how ironic it looked. A once-mighty boss, now lying there with a hole in his body like... a breakfast snack. Honestly, it might even be better suited as a giant fried donut.
"You know, donuts are usually better when they have some sugar on top," I muttered as I approached the giant body, its head now turned away, lifeless and speechless. "Too bad you forgot to add sugar. That's why you didn't last long."
I casually swung my leg, walking closer and staring at the perfectly round hole I had drilled into its body. My hand still tingled from firing the Spirit Gun earlier, but... I didn't really care. Just a bit of leftover excitement buzzing in my brain.
"I thought bosses like you would have some backup tricks. But nope, just a big body. Like a gorilla that's eaten too much fried rice," I said, glancing at his massive frame. "By the way, do I get any extra rewards for taking down a giant donut?"
I sighed, then walked toward the ice throne where the monkey had been sitting earlier. The seat still stood grand, cold, radiating an air of mystery—though not as cool as I'd imagined. It was as if the throne was waiting for someone to claim it.
"Maybe it's about time I took over. After all, I was a king before—at least in the gaming world," I said with a small chuckle. Without hesitation, I sat on the ice throne.
"Ah, crap," I muttered, rubbing my backside. "It's cold, but not as bad as the train seat earlier."
Leaning back, I gazed at the body of the White Snow Monkey King, lying there with that big hole in its belly. "You should've been more careful, bro. If the hole were smaller, maybe you could apply to be... a mini donut."
Once again, I laughed to myself. The idea of this big boss becoming a special menu item at the café near my house amused me. "Donut ice with electric filling. Special for today!"
I kicked my feet slightly, lounging on the throne. The ice chamber, while cold, was somewhat comfortable if you got used to the freezing temperature. But one thing was clear: the décor sucked.
"Whoever thought an all-ice room was a good idea? It's boring. You need something more lively," I said, glancing at the ice statues standing stiffly in the corners of the room. "A couple of anime posters might warm up the vibe. Maybe a Yusuke Urameshi poster; he'd have some tips about giant donuts like this."
I straightened up a bit, starting to think about other things. "Hye Rin is probably still out there, playing games on her phone or whatever she does. Would she be impressed if she knew I beat this boss with one shot? Maybe I'll tell her it was just a light warm-up."
Suddenly, a strange feeling crept in. It was too quiet.
"You know, boss. If you could talk, I bet you'd complain about the way I killed you," I said to the silent giant monkey. "But hey, that's life. Sometimes you're the king, and sometimes you're a giant donut with a big hole in your belly."
I laughed again, a little louder this time.
As I sat comfortably on the ice throne, enjoying the cold sensation that bit into my backside, the large door creaked open. I turned, and of course, the boss door swung wide. I let out a long sigh, thinking this was about to be a drag.
A tall figure clad in pitch-black armor stepped inside. His face was covered by a helmet that looked like it was made of rusty old iron. Behind him were a few people dressed in all-black, their faces cold and filled with hate. Clearly, they weren't here to make friends.
"Oh, look who's here. The clown parade has arrived," I muttered quietly, still lounging casually on the throne.
Iron Revenant, as the big guy was called, entered with heavy steps. The sound of his boots echoed through the ice chamber, and the dark aura he carried was almost suffocating.
"I take it you're the one responsible for this destruction," he said in a deep, heavy voice. "Many have fallen in this gate, but you've managed to survive this far."
I just stared at him lazily from the throne. "So, you guys are the ones making this gate unstable? So, all the missing people are your doing, huh? Wow... impressive... not."
Iron Revenant chuckled, his laughter distorted by his iron helmet. "You defeated the White Snow Monkey King. I didn't expect someone like you out there."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, praise from someone who causes trouble. Thanks, I'll add that to my résumé later. 'Praised by a big metal clown.' Sounds cool, right?"
Iron Revenant stopped his laughter for a moment, his gaze sharp behind the helmet. "But there's something more important than all this... So, you're the one who killed Cho Kyung-Min, the Necromancer?"
I grinned, staring back at him with satisfaction. "Ah, the guy who liked to bring corpses back to life? Yep, I sent him back to the afterlife for the second time. You know, necromancers tend to forget about this little thing called permanent death."
Iron Revenant's eyes seemed to blaze even brighter behind his helmet. "You're strong enough to make it this far, and you've defeated the boss. But no matter how strong you are, in the end, you'll die just like the others." His voice was filled with arrogance, dripping with confidence.
I raised my hand, cutting him off quickly. "Blah, blah, blah... Too much talking, aren't you? You know, nobody likes long-winded speeches from someone who's clearly not their teacher."
Iron Revenant paused, slightly surprised that I'd so casually interrupted his grand speech. I slowly rose from the ice throne, stretching my arms and shoulders.
"Are you seriously going to keep talking like a TV presenter with no ratings?" I asked with a broad grin. "We could just skip straight to the part where I beat you down until your mouth stops flapping."
His men seemed to grow restless, perhaps sensing the rising tension. But Iron Revenant remained still, likely weighing his options. The atmosphere in the room shifted, growing heavy with the anticipation of the battle about to unfold.
"Well then, metal clown. Let's see how tough you are without all the long-winded chatter," I said as I began cracking my knuckles.
I yawned lazily, staring at Iron Revenant and his little squad. Honestly, I was getting bored with all the nonsense. Did they really think they could win? I've said it over and over—there's no point in fighting someone like me. But clowns will be clowns; they won't understand until they get smacked down.
"Hey, here's a tip," I said as I stood tall, yawning again as if this was just a minor inconvenience in my day. "Instead of coming at me one by one like you're lining up at a convenience store, why don't you all just attack at once? Honestly, I'm too lazy to deal with you one by one."
I raised my middle finger towards Iron Revenant, a sly grin spreading across my face. "Come on, let's get this over with quickly."
Iron Revenant seemed to growl beneath his helmet, his fists clenched tightly. "How dare you insult us like this?" he barked.
"Oh, I'm not insulting you. I'm just saving us all some time." I waved my hand, provoking them to attack. "Come on, you guys must have better things to do, right?"
Without further words, Iron Revenant signaled with his hand. "Get him!"
His subordinates immediately moved, quickly surrounding me from all directions, weapons drawn. But I just smiled wider. "Alright, you asked for it."
With a casual motion, I opened my inventory and pulled out an enormous sword, glowing with a terrifying magical aura. The legendary sword: Heavenly Sword of Ragnarok. As soon as the sword emerged from the inventory, the air around us vibrated as if paying tribute to its presence. The sword's light reflected off the icy walls, making the room appear even more menacing.
"I rarely use this because... well, it's overkill for trash like you." I grinned, stepping forward with the sword in hand.
Iron Revenant's subordinates attacked without hesitation. But before any of them could get close, I swung the Heavenly Sword of Ragnarok. The blade gleamed brightly, as if it were splitting the sky. With a single slash, the air whistled sharply.
Shraakkk!
The sound of my sword cutting through their bodies filled the room, briefly accompanied by terrified screams. In the blink of an eye, their bodies were sliced in two. Blood sprayed in all directions, staining the previously pristine icy floor. They collapsed one by one, like puppets whose strings had been severed. The severed corpses fell with a dull thud, piling up on the ground, creating an undeniable horror.
Only Iron Revenant managed to evade in time, thanks to surprising reflexes and speed for someone of his size. He jumped to the side, barely dodging my slash.
I looked at him with a smug grin. "Wow, close call. Gotta admit, your reflexes are impressive for someone who looks rusted over."
Iron Revenant stood still for a moment, seemingly in disbelief that I had just wiped out his subordinates in mere seconds. His eyes burned with fury beneath his helmet.
"You... You will pay for this!" he roared, clearly enraged.
I sighed, lifting my sword again. "Listen, tin man. If you don't want to end up like your lackeys, you might want to start using that brain inside your helmet. But if you still want to try, I'm more than ready for round two. Your choice."
Iron Revenant didn't respond, but I could feel his anger intensifying.
"Well, suit yourself." I shrugged while preparing Heavenly Sword of Ragnarok for the next round. "Let's start this new round. Hopefully, it'll be more fun than the last."